The Little Girl

The Little Girl

A Poem by Julie Beth
"

i was thinking about him and i felt like writing so i wrote this for him

"

everytime i see you

i feel a sharp pain in my heart

i hate to say this

but its the truth

your a stranger

you look like him

your voice sounds like his

but your not him

yet you are him

you dont remember me

and it hurts

cause i remember you

so heres a little something

that will help you remember me

im the little girl

that you would help climb the tree

im the little girl

that you took to the field/playground

behind the graveyard

while dinner was being made

im the little girl

that you would read a bed time story to

im the little girl

that you would get out of bed in the morning

im the little girl

that would run and hug you

im the little girl

you took to fantasty land

i remember you

do you remember me

no you dont

im the little girl

whos your granddaughter

but im not a little girl anymore

and you still dont remember me

i keep saying your not him

cause it makes me feel better

but when i see you

all of those memories come rushing back

then i realise

you are him

and even though

you cant remember the little girl

and you dont know me now

i love you

and somewhere deep deep down inside

the old you is there

telling you that im your granddaughter

and you love me

forever and always

© 2010 Julie Beth


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so i just spent the day with my grandmother, who has severe alzheimers. we sat at the kitchen table and just played with barbies all day because that's all she does anymore... she can't even talk. all day today i kept telling her stories... about her taking me to the park behind her house, about the peanut butter and banana sandwiches we used to make, and about all the sweet tea we used to drink and she just sat there staring a hole through the table petting her doll's hair.
this poem is heartbreaking and i know the feeling well. you did a great job tapping into the emotions of those who've lost loved ones either to death or old age. great write, thank you for sharing :)

Posted 14 Years Ago


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So sad:( but it was amazing. Great job!

Posted 13 Years Ago


This made me cry so much. It reminds me of my grandfather. He has severe alzheimers, he doesn't remember any of us, he can't even remember how to put his clothes on. This is a brilliant write, thank you for sharing.

Posted 14 Years Ago


so i just spent the day with my grandmother, who has severe alzheimers. we sat at the kitchen table and just played with barbies all day because that's all she does anymore... she can't even talk. all day today i kept telling her stories... about her taking me to the park behind her house, about the peanut butter and banana sandwiches we used to make, and about all the sweet tea we used to drink and she just sat there staring a hole through the table petting her doll's hair.
this poem is heartbreaking and i know the feeling well. you did a great job tapping into the emotions of those who've lost loved ones either to death or old age. great write, thank you for sharing :)

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

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This one is sad. =[[ But it is very good.

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

oh this is making me cryyyyyyyyyyy!!!!!

Posted 14 Years Ago


this one kind of made me cry

Posted 14 Years Ago



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